Last month I went to the 25th Annual Spring Garden Tour held by the Soroptimist International of the Sierra Foothills. I was going to rank the gardens as I had appreciated them. After thinking about that for a while, I came to realize that it’s not really fair to rank these six gardens, as each garden has its own personality, just like the people do, that tend them. I have, however, decided to share some photos of the garden that I liked most of all.
Butterflies Abound in this Happy Wooded Garden
Fabulous Rose Garden
Dainty Yellow Peony
Pretty Little Colombine
This garden sat up on a hill in Grass Valley, California. It was host to an aviary with happily singing finches and canaries. The butterflies appeared blissfully happy, and with every step that I took, I would find a lovely surprise in the form of some sort of flower that I had never seen in its particular color. You could tell that the people who grew this garden had spent many hours laboring in it. I would have liked to have had the time to sit out in it with a glass of wine in my hand to just drink in all the sights and colors of this magical place. I can’t imagine daily living in that environment. Well, I can imagine it, but I think the best way to see the garden would be to fly through it. No tending, no trouble, just sheer availability to loads of wonderful flowers. Oh to be a butterfly, just for one glorious day. Imagine…
That’s not a very original title, now is it, given this is the week of Thanksgiving. I’m going with it because I have so much to be thankful for. I gave the eulogy last Saturday at my mother’s celebration of life. I did not realize the weight that I was carrying around in anticipation of fulfilling my duties in this regard. I feel light as a feather, except for those odds and ends that I still must look after. Light as a feather, as if I could fly. So here is the photo that popped in my mind when I thought about having photos of feathers. It was a lovely day that we spent in Monet’s Gardens and I remember it well.
Bird in Monet’s Garden
The truth is, you don’t need to go to France to be filled with the wonder and the beauty that surrounds us everywhere. I took this shot last Sunday in the Napa Valley. It was an amazing day. It was different than Monet’s Garden but equally as lovely and well-tended.
The Covering of Fall in the Napa Valley
So I am hoping that everyone who reads this blog has the loveliest of Thanksgivings ever. We do have so much to be thankful for.